Among those people, some may not be less talented than me, they just lack opportunities.

The so-called fairness has such rigid and general standards that it can no longer be a belief he holds on to.

So why do you do all this?

Is the purpose of swinging the sword only for self-interest? If so, how is he any different from the villains he dreamed of defeating as a child?

Everything seemed to have returned to the starting point.

He became what he dreamed of as a child, entered Emenas, and became the envy of his fellow countrymen. He also gradually gained a certain level of strength. Although he could not be called the top, he had exceeded his expectations extraordinarily.

But as he grasped the sword, the evil dragon he was chasing and trying to defeat vanished like smoke.

How can one become a hero? Perhaps the world doesn't need heroes.

He watched the flames in the fireplace, thoughts swirling in his mind as he slowly fell into a deep sleep.

After a long time, a slight noise woke him up. The girl who was reading the book before was standing beside him, picking up the papers on the ground and putting them back on the table.

Looking at the blackened edges of the papers, the young man realized that he had accidentally touched them while falling asleep, causing them to fall to the side of the fire and then be picked up by the girl.

"Sorry, I fell asleep." He stood up and thanked the girl.

"Nothing." The silver-haired girl shook her head, then looked at the messy notes on the papers and asked.

"You seem to be troubled by something."

"Ah, this..." Looking at the words like 'hero' and 'justice' on the paper, the young man blushed and just wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in.

Seeing the young man's bewildered look, the girl smiled slightly.

"In fact, many people have had this kind of experience, but the degree of it varies."

"If we talk about being respected and admired, the word 'hero' is indeed something that people envy. It can actually be considered as a recognition of a person or their deeds."

"Actually, it's like a form of feedback. When you do something that improves the lives of many people and makes them better off, they will be grateful and call you a hero."

"It's a compliment that comes from the heart."

"But praise can't be the goal of your life; it's more of a byproduct of some achievement or endeavor."

"I don't know what kind of hero you want to be, but if there is something you want to do that can make everyone happy and better, then do it."

"If you feel tired along the way, you can take a break. While being praised as a hero is certainly attractive, your own life is also important. I hope this kind of praise can become an embellishment of your life, rather than a heavy burden."

"Sorry, maybe I said something strange. Just think of it as another child's words of gratitude after growing up."

Watching the girl go away, the young man sat at the desk by the fire, silent for a long time, then put the papers with messy handwriting into the fireplace and watched them burn slowly.

Now he is no longer confused.